On paths cleared of thick brush,
And obstacles presented...
I have never been one to resent those making attempts,
To diminish my intentions, sacrifices or sentiments.
Before I walked upon paths I had created,
No one where I laid my steps...
Knew then where they were placed.
But today not only have I cleared my own path,
I can be approached by those who critique...
With a knowing to believe,
It was I who made it easier for them to do it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem